I didn't intend to write this because I don't need another story but the idea was really bugging me and wouldn't go away. Initially it was meant to be a one-shot but then it was really long so it will be at least two chapters, maybe more. I don't know how long this story will be, it will all depend on the number of reviews and what people want to happen really. I do hope you enjoy it though.

He told me he loved me and then he walked away . . . he fucking walked away! How can you tell somebody you love them and then just walk away like it is nothing? If you really love them you would stand up and fight for them and fight for that love not walk away like a coward.

We haven't said a word to each other since he walked away from me. When we are forced to be in the same room together it is unbearable, the air is so frosty that I swear I nearly catch hypothermia the longer I am in it.

Paul's a wimp and my Father is an even bigger wimp, he told us it was okay, he gave us his blessing to date and then he took it back! He listened to the boys in the back whining like little bitches and completely destroyed his daughter's happiness in the process of pleasing the boys.

I don't know what I'm doing here any more, I'm completely miserable and everyone would be better off without me around.

As Shane's eyes scanned the laptop screen he felt his heart drop, this couldn't be what he thought it was could it? Turning his head to look at his wife who was sat next to him scanning the screen also he looking into her eyes and he swore her eyes mirrored exactly what he was feeling, a lot of fear. Slowly putting the laptop down on the coffee table in front of him he turned to his parents, "I think you need to read this."

Putting the papers they were currently sifting through down they walked over to where Shane was sat and picked up the laptop and began to read what was on the screen. As soon as Vince had finished reading it he gulped, "is anyone else thinking what I'm thinking?"

Turning to look at his Dad Shane shrugged, "depends on whether you think this is a suicide note or not?"

Flashback:

"Have you spoken to Stephanie recently?"

Linda looked at her husband who was staring at his cell phone, "not in a few days, why? What the hell have you done?"

Vince frowned, "she didn't tell you?"

"She didn't tell me what? Now you are worrying me Vince."

Sighing heavily he raked his fingers through his hair, "on Tuesday I told her and Paul that they had to break it off because the wrestlers weren't happy backstage."

Linda's eyes widened and she looked at her husband like he was crazy, "you did what? You told them they could date, why would you take it back?"

"The wrestlers were unsettled, they were saying Paul was getting pushed because of her and I just couldn't have it."

"So you broke our daughter's heart instead, congratulations."

Rolling his eyes Vince shook his head, "don't be so dramatic, they were only together a month or two so there is no way her heart would break."

Crossing her arms over her chest Linda glared at her husband, "have you talked with Stephanie about how she feels about him?"

"No."

"Well then, I have so don't come in here and tell me her heart won't be broken at this moment because I know different. So tell me when you last spoke to her."

Vince looked at the floor, "Tuesday afternoon when I told them to break it off, she refused to come near me, look at me or even speak to me after and she found her own way home. She hasn't been to the offices since either."

Linda was shocked, "and you have waited until now to worry and try to contact her?"

Shaking his head he hadn't left it until now to worry, he had been worrying and trying to contact her since but he just thought she was avoiding him, "not at all. I've been ringing her daily but I just thought she was ignoring me because she was mad but now I am really worrying."

Picking up her phone Linda decided to give her a call to put Vince's mind at ease. Listening as the phone rang and rang and there was no answer. When it went to voice mail she shook her head, "okay so she's not answering for me either. I'll try Shane."

Stephanie kicked at the sand beneath her feet, it was cold and windy but she didn't feel it despite not having a coat on, she was numb to everything. Bending down she untied her sneakers and kicked them off rolling up the legs of her jeans she left her sneakers where they were and walked closer to the water allowing the cold waves to lap at her feet as she looked at the sky allowing the tears to fall. As her mind drifted to what today would have been she felt her knees buckle as the tears fell harder and faster and she fell to her knees in the sand as the waves continued to lap around her soaking even more of her legs but she didn't feel it.

Shane rubbed his face wearily, it had been just over a day since his Mom had called him wondering if he had spoken to Stephanie since Tuesday and he hadn't so he spent the day attempting to call her. After having no success trying to reach Stephanie on the phone the family decided as a unit to turn up on her doorstep to check up on her but they didn't get an answer so let themselves in with the spare key.

Upon entering Stephanie's house they'd looked around and it looked the same as when they had last been there so they'd gone room to room looking for anything out of the ordinary and there was nothing. As a last resort Shane had booted up Stephanie's laptop that was still in the bag in the corner of her room and upon seeing it password protected he attempted to crack the password and quickly succeeded. Once he had the home screen open he went straight for her most recent documents and that was when he found the note and he could not get it out of his head, "somebody needs to try calling her again."

Marissa pulled her cell phone out of her bag, "I'll do it, she might answer for me."

Scrolling through her phone until she got to Stephanie's number she rang it not expecting an answer but really hoping she got one. As she listened to the phone ring and ring and ring she sighed as it clicked through to the voice mail and she hung up, "she's not answering. Has anybody rung Paul to see if he has spoken to her?"

Shane looked at his wife oddly, "in this note she says she hasn't spoken to him and she seems pretty angry at him so I doubt it."

Marissa shrugged, "I don't know, it was just an idea. Let's all be honest here though, at this moment in time we will try anything to get hold of Stephanie and make sure she is safe right?"

The other three people in the room all nodded their heads before Vince pulled out his cell phone, "I will give him a call."

In a remote part of New Hampshire Paul Levesque was not so happily enjoying some time off, this weekend he had booked off a few weeks ago because he was meant to be spending it with his girlfriend but unfortunately they had been forced to split up a few days ago and now he was sad and all alone.

Every few minutes he would look at his phone willing it to ring, willing it to be Stephanie saying that she wanted to defy her Dad's orders and be with him but as the days passed his hopes faded. When his phone lit up beside him and started to dance on the spot as it vibrated whilst ringing his heartbeat sped up and he quickly grabbed it looking at the screen and immediately frowning when he saw Vince's name, his finger hovered over 'Accept' for a second before he shook his head and hit 'Ignore' tossing the phone back down beside him.

Vince groaned when after a couple of rings he was sent to voice mail and he angrily ended the call, "he sent it to voice mail, asshole."

Linda looked at her husband with a raised eyebrow, "you made him break up with his girlfriend, it's kind of obvious he won't answer your call so let me try."

Linda took her phone out of her bag and dialled Paul's number and listened as it rang.

Hearing his phone ringing again he turned his head expecting to see Vince's name on the screen but when he saw Linda's he just rolled his eyes and pressed 'Ignore' also sending that to voice mail

When the phone went to voice mail quickly Linda frowned, "well clearly he has a problem with me too. How are we going to ask him if he won't answer the phone?"

Shane shrugged, "he has never had a problem with me so I will try."

The exact same process was repeated with Shane's phone call and it was set to voice mail but the fact that within five minutes he had three phone calls from three separate McMahon's was beginning to really piss Paul off when all he wanted was to be left alone.

Throwing his phone onto the couch beside him Shane was pissed, "okay so he won't answer my call either. Marissa you are our last hope, please."

Expecting to get the same result as everybody else she pulled out her phone and dialled Paul's number and just waited.

When his phone rang for the fourth time in less than five minutes Paul had had enough. Angrily he pressed 'Accept' before he put the phone to his ear, "fuck off, just fuck off and leave me the hell alone and that means all of your shitty family."

Marissa was taken back when the phone was picked up but she was even more surprised by the tirade that greeted her, this was definitely not the Paul she knew. Sighing heavily she bit her lip nervously, "Paul it's Marissa and this is important."

Rolling his eyes Paul expected it to be something stupid, "sorry, I kind of thought you were Vince as this is the fourth call I've had from a McMahon in under five minutes."

"Yeah about that. The reason we've all called you is because we desperately needed to get hold of you because we need to know if you've seen or spoken to Stephanie recently."

Moving from his seat on the couch he went to the window, "why would I have seen or spoken to her? Vince made us break up on Tuesday and you know it's kind of hard to go from lovers to friends so quickly. Why? What's going on?"

Raking her fingers through her hair as three sets of eyes were on her and she didn't know how to put this to Paul so she stayed silent as her mind tried to come up with something, anything, to say to him.

Sick of the silence Paul decided to press her, "Marissa? What's going on?"

Deciding she had no option but to just come out with it she blurted it out, "we're worried Stephanie may have committed suicide."

His eyes widened and he swore his heart stopped beating him a minute, "what do you mean you are worried she's committed suicide? Surely one of you has seen or heard from her?"

"That's the thing, nobody has heard from or seen her since the Smackdown taping on Tuesday. Vince thought she was angry and needed some space to cool down so he left her be for a few days but nobody can get her to answer her phone. We've all come to her house today and looked for clues as to her whereabouts or something but the only thing we've found is some sort of letter on her laptop talking about her angry she is with you for walking away and with Vince for breaking the two of you up and how miserable she is and how much better off people would be without her."

Squeezing his eyes tightly shut he hoped he was in some weird dream or Marissa was playing a sick joke on him, "you are kidding right?"

Pacing back and forth a little she sighed, "trust me I wish this was some sick joke but it's not. We are all seriously worried about Stephanie and we are trying to work out where she is, if she's okay and why she's not answering anybody's phone calls."

Running his hand over his head there was one place she could be but it was a real long shot, "there is somewhere I can try to see if she is there but it's a long shot because I don't know if she will be there or not."

"Where? We will go anywhere on this planet just to see her and make sure she was okay."

Walking towards the stairs he shook his head, "no Marissa, I think this is something I need to do. You stay right where you are and I will go and look in this place and let you know if she's there or not but in the mean time just keep looking for and calling her."

Ending the call Paul headed up the stairs two at a time to pack his stuff for TV the next week, if she was where he thought she was then there would be no point coming back home again so he would just book into a hotel or something nearby.

Once Marissa had hung up the phone she felt three sets of eyes on her and frowned, "what? He said he hasn't heard from her but he knows somewhere that she may be but it's a long shot so he is going to go and look for her himself and let me know what happens."

Vince looked at her incredulously, "and you believe him?"

Marissa frowned, "and you don't? I have no reason to doubt him because he genuinely sounded shocked and sickened by the idea of her committing suicide. He said to just stay here and to keep calling her."

Not wanting things to escalate Linda nodded her head, "thank you for that Marissa."